Song Ciwan stood at the moment and looked around.
All I saw was a blue-gray sky like a huge dome, covering the mountain village in front of me.
During the continuous banquet, the villagers who had been staring at Song Ciwan all suddenly withdrew their horrifying gazes at some point.
They no longer looked at Song Ciwan, but focused their energy back on the victims around them, and continued to warmly persuade them to eat.
"Come on, come on, eat quickly. Don't worry about not having enough food. There is, and there will be more after eating..."
The warm voice is full of smiles and even affection!
The banquet became lively again, and there was an indescribable weirdness in the harmonious atmosphere.
Some victims who ate quickly were no longer satisfied with eating with only chopsticks. They threw away their chopsticks, put their hands on each other, and arched their heads into the basin.
Swish, swish, swish, they grab rice and stuff meat with their hands, huffing and puffing...
As they ate, their mouths became larger, their faces began to swell less obviously, and their bellies gradually bulged.
An indescribable and creepy feeling quickly sprang up from Song Ciwan's spine.
At this glance, she saw too many things!
Next to her, the female villager who had been staring at her to persuade her to eat just looked at her resentfully, but the spoon in her hand changed direction and suddenly and viciously stuffed it into the mouth of a disaster victim who was eating on the other side of her.
Song Ciwan's heart skipped a beat, the disaster victim took it!
The victim not only accepted the meal, but also said with a silly smile while eating: "Okay, delicious..."
His voice was naive, with an indescribable vagueness, as if his language ability had begun to deteriorate.
Obviously not long ago, Song Ciwan heard him talk about his escape experience. At that time, his logic was clear and his language was very flexible.
Song Ciwan gradually came to understand, and she thought she might have come into contact with the strange rules of Bixi Village.
In a strange environment, people must abide by the rules of the strange environment, and weird people must also abide by the rules.
At present, it seems that the greatest ability of the villagers in Fugui Village is to persuade people to eat.
They can coax, persuade, or even feed people to eat, but they can stuff food but cannot force it.
If someone has a strong willpower, a strong sense of resistance, and refuses to eat a bite in the first place, they can get rid of their control.
This does not seem difficult, but one premise must be made clear, and that is: everyone present has lost their original identity and memory since falling into this strange world, and transformed into a hungry fugitive. Disaster victims.
It is easy for people to lose their minds when they are extremely hungry. How many people can resist taking a bite after being coaxed and persuaded by the villagers who seem to be enthusiastic and generous?
Song Ciwan could hold back because she did have a will and belief that surpassed ordinary people.
But even so, when she stood up, although her memory was restored, the hunger in her belly still did not ease in the slightest.
Not only has it not eased, this hunger has even intensified rapidly. It was like there was a whirlpool, stirring and sucking in her stomach.
A large amount of stomach acid was secreted rapidly and spread, and Song Ciwan felt a burning pain in his internal organs.
This feeling is simply more painful than ripping out the heart and liver. Obviously, if Song Ciwan doesn't eat quickly, her gastrointestinal tract will even backfire on itself, prompting her to digest herself!
What kind of horrible feeling would it be to eat yourself?
There is food stored in Song Ciwan's heaven and earth scale, but at this moment, can she take it out and eat it?
Obviously not.
No, not because he was afraid of the uprising of the villagers in Fugui Village in front of him, but Song Ciwan had a feeling that in this strange world, outside food was not allowed to be eaten!
Either starve to the point of devouring oneself and die, or put aside principles and beliefs and eat the food provided by the villagers of Fugui Village.
One is to die immediately if you are awake, and the other is to delay death if you are confused. Neither is a good outcome, but most people will instinctively choose the latter!
During the banquet, the conversation became less and less, and the exchange of cups and cups disappeared.
Most of the victims no longer needed anyone to persuade them to eat. They ate voraciously on their own initiative. More and more people dropped their chopsticks and ate directly with their hands.
Huff, puff, puff, puff -
The villagers in Fugui Village smiled. They sat there calmly, occasionally moving briskly to help the victims who had eaten their empty rice bowls add food and vegetables.
Standing in the middle of such a crowd, Song Ciwan noticed another important point: there were ninety tables and seats in the open space in front of the village. Each table could seat three victims, and they were accompanied by a villager from Fugui Village. sit.
What does this look like?
For example, every villager can receive "three" disaster victims, mark and tame them!
The same was true at the table in front of Song Ciwan. There were three victims, she, Aunt Zhou, and a strange male victim.
Now this male disaster victim has been fed by the female villager in green at the same table until his face is swollen and he looks like a pig.
Aunt Zhou held up her chopsticks and slowly pretended to be eating, but in fact she didn't take a bite.
Her actions were not as conspicuous as Song Ciwan's, and while the villagers in green clothes at the same table were feeding the male victims, their sinister eyes were always on Song Ciwan, and they did not notice that she had been pretending to eat. .
This is a good thing!
Song Ciwan's thoughts changed and she decided to try to walk out of the banquet no matter what.
As soon as he raised his feet, the female villager in green followed her like a shadow. She said in a low voice: "If you don't want to eat, you won't eat, but you can't leave. Little lady, you can't leave. The banquet is over, so we can only stay." Here it is. Children who run away randomly are not good children and will be punished by the village chief..."
village head!
It's the tall and strong man who looks like a giant!
As soon as the female villager in green finished speaking, the giant village chief sitting in the center of the banquet suddenly turned his head, and across the tables, his eyes fell on Song Ciwan.
A wild aura seemed to linger around him, making Song Ciwan instantly feel a huge threat again.
It turns out that this is the third crisis in Fugui Village. Even if you leave the table, you will die!
This is a dead end!
What’s the solution to the deadlock?
Song Ciwan thought about everything he had just observed, extracted the key words in his mind, and immediately replied to the female villager: "Auntie, I don't want to leave, I just learned good cooking skills at home since I was a child. Look, over there The uncles and aunts who are cooking are also tired, aren't they? I'll go over and help..."
help?
Is this okay?
The female villager in green tilted her head, her gloomy gaze still falling on Song Ciwan, but she seemed unable to refuse this so-called "help."
After Song Ciwan finished speaking, she actually didn't reply.
Song Ciwan hesitated, raised his feet and walked out again.
While walking, she operated the scale of heaven and earth and sold the "weird ghost" that she had previously obtained from this female villager!
